The Dog Days of Summer

Some days it's hard being a dog. I have patiently been waiting for casting calls for short, blonde, brown-eyed, cuddly, adorable, 4-legged, tail-wagging actors but so far there hasn't been a single one. It can get depressing. I walk past studios and talent agencies and casting calls frequently and I have been ignored every time - even though I look in the door and give my cutest 'tilted-head-pathetically-irresistable-pet-me' look. So I decided that networking would be a good idea and I joined a dog playgroup at Canine Cabana. I hear that Paris Hilton recently had a birthday party there for her little purse puppy, or chihuahua, or whatever those little yappy things are. Honestly, I don't really care if I meet any famous people, or directors, or film-makers there or not because as it turns out it is a lot of fun and many of my neighborhood friends hang out there also. We run and play and play and run and wrestle and run. Whew - after my first day I came home so tired that I couldn't even make it to the bed and I collapsed in the hallway and slept for 14 hours!

I went on another road trip with my people to Sacramento and spent a few days with some relatives I had never met before. Great news...there were little people there!!! I LOVE little people! Danny and Morgan threw the ball, petted me and took me for walks. I even took a dip in their swimming pool. I'm not exactly sure how or why I ended up in the playpen with James - not funny - but he tasted pretty good and dropped a lot of food when he was in his highchair. I had a lot of fun there and really wanted to stay, but my people scooped me up and put me back in the car again.

We continued our road trip into Yosemite National Park. It smelled good. I went rock-hopping in the streams and wandered around the mountain trails.

I was wading in a particularly nice stream when a few ducks entered the picture. Now, I know I wasn't bred for swimming or duck hunting, but let me tell you - I went after those ducks! They were quite persistent in claiming what they believed to be their territory, and after a few chases from me, those ducks turned back and flew after me. And I ran away. How humiliating.

A short time later we came upon this crow and I wasn't about to give chase. Worried that he might have seen the failed duck hunt, I just dropped my tail and slunk past him.

Off we went to Sequioa National Park, and I gotta' say that it smelled really, really, really good!

There were no streams for swimming, but that place had the BIGGEST trees I have ever seen in my whole life. If there had been a stream I would have tried to drink as much water as I could and then see if I could possibly pee all the way around one of those tree trunks!! Geez, they were big!

That's what I have been up to recently. Oh and there is big news...I have a new girlfriend (sorry Ginny). Her name is Vivien, she is a terrier mix who lives one street over and oh, she is so much fun! But I think she has been flirting with the poodle, Charlie - seriously - who flirts with poodles?! Damn.